At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

Following the direction of his son's finger, he could see fifty black-clothed warriors in full armor quietly standing upright on their sides. They formed a triangular formation, each with a longbow on his back and a long spear at his side.

Damn it, fifty full-armored archers!Got it!

"Stop!"

Seeing that the pig tug was advancing, Reg Ted reined in his horse and shouted loudly: "Stop, stop!"

When the soldiers under him stopped, Regted whispered to the people around him: "Find someone who can speak Norse or Danish, go over there and tell them that I am not here to fight, but to negotiate terms, and I want to see their leader."

The orderlies rode back and forth between the two formations, and the Vikings also stopped.

Soon, Regted and Arvo came to the center of the battlefield. They were each surrounded by six or seven soldiers, talking through their shields.

At this time, Regted discovered that the leader of these Vikings was actually a tall and beautiful woman, she stood carelessly, watching Regted calmly.

Licking his lips, Raigted didn't have any nonsense, and asked: "I can't bear to see my people and warriors injured, I believe you are the same, your number is smaller than ours, and we have reinforcements.

If we fight here, we will lose both sides. You can't take down the castle, and you can't grab things, but now, we can negotiate a condition. How much will I have to pay to let you leave? "

Picking his ears with a wooden stick, Arvo was about thirty feet away: "I heard that the former county sheriff had a beautiful ruby, and before he died, someone cut it into four pieces and distributed them to the four of you brothers.

I like rubies very much, as long as you give me your ruby, I will leave. "

Regted held the ruby ​​on his chest without changing his face: "My brother and younger brother have such rubies. I can tell you how to get to my brother's territory, and I will also send you a box of gold coins. You can ask him for it. He is a weak man, so he will definitely give it to you."

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, Arvo shook his head stubbornly: "No, I want your piece."

"Why?" Regted frowned. "Of the four rubies, mine is the smallest."

Pouring his lips, Arvo took out a pendant made of gold from his bosom, and the silver chain fell like water, showing it to Regted's eyes.

That is?Regted first narrowed his eyes, and when he saw the pendant clearly, his eyes widened suddenly, his pupils constricted, and he almost fell off his horse.

"That, that is..." His voice trembled a little.

Pulling out the iron bone, Arvo replied seriously: "I have collected the remaining three pieces, and the only thing missing is your piece. Now, give it to me!"

Chapter 373 72 Pirates

Wearing a gray velvet cloak, Archbishop Higbert asked his servant to hold the reins, turned himself off the horse, took a cylinder from the saddle, and walked towards the palace of Offa.

"Is King Offa on the second floor?"

"Yes, His Royal Highness is on the second floor now. He told me that if you arrive, please go upstairs to find him." The servant respectfully opened the gate of the castle for Higbert.

Stepping over the expensive carpet with boots stained with yellow mud, Higbert stepped up to the second floor, his Mediterranean-style hair was covered by a hood, he didn't follow the trend of getting seven stigmata on his forehead, but just showed his naked body head.

The fine rain gave off a musty smell to everything, even the doors in Offa Hall.

"Four counties, four entire counties were attacked, six monasteries were plundered, and even a sheriff died in the hands of those damned Vikings. Is there still a king's law? Is there still a law?"

Standing at the door, before Higbert entered the hall, he heard King Offa's undisguised roar.

He smiled helplessly and knocked on the door.

The door opened a crack, and a servant glanced out, then quickly opened the door, allowing Higbert to walk into the dim hall.

Although it was daytime, the hall was still brightly lit, and the rainwater spilled on the window sill and formed a small ditch on the ground, but Aofa ignored it.

Brittrick, King of Wessex, sat by the window, let the wind lift the curtain and beat his back, and listened numbly to King Offa's fury without saying a word.

Under the watchful eyes of the officials in the hall, Ao Fa walked up and down, waving the short sword in his hand, and his face, which was originally red from the plateau, was even more red now.

No wonder he was angry. About a week ago, 72 Vikings went up the river and ran to the religious center of Britain, near the Archdiocese of Canterbury.

They first plundered the outlying villages, and then tried to plunder the monastery. The local lord quickly gathered an army of 1000 people to stop them, and was successfully defeated by arrow rain and long knives.

Even so, they still demanded up to two thousand solidas of gold coins and five cartloads of wool from the Canterbury Church by means of threats.

If it weren't for the strong walls of Canterbury, and the Vikings didn't have time to build siege equipment, maybe the holy tomb and holy relics in the diocese would have been dug up.

Although Offa launched the Archbishop of Lichfield to fight against the Archbishop of Canterbury in an attempt to weaken the Pope's influence on the island, this is an internal struggle. In other words, both sides are their own strengths, and Offa is just playing balance.

If the Vikings really let the Diocese of Canterbury be smashed, it would be a big deal. This is not digging the holy tomb of the church, this is simply a Piyan who is digging the arcane.

"I feel like I'm not the king of Mercia, but a shivering serf hiding at home from pirates." Offa cursed in disgust. "In more than two months, more than 70 days, we have watched these pirates run wild on our land."

"In fact, we sent a lot of troops to encircle and suppress them, but if there are too many people, they will flee directly by boat. If there are few people, they will be surrounded and wiped out. Their boats are so fast that we can't catch up."

"I know this, but at least, how many of them are there and who is the leader, should I know? I don't even know who their leader is now." Offa's eyes widened, "Can you believe it, we don't know our What is the name of the enemy leader?"

A county sheriff stood up and said, "Your Highness, I have captured a few Vikings and learned some news from them, but I don't know if it is true or not."

"Say."

"Actually, the main force of these Viking pirates is Dan with less than 2000 people, and the rest of them who are making trouble in various places are Norse people who fish in troubled waters. They use their names to invade everywhere.

According to the two Norse people, their leader was a priest named Visert, who was probably killed by King Siegfried of Denmark. After all, Charlemagne took away so much of his wealth. Good thing, now that the Yars are disobedient, he probably wants to use this to get back his blood. "

"What else? Where's their leader?"

"Their leader is said to be a woman, a shieldmaid from Scandinavia."

"Do you mean that we were defeated by an army led by a woman?" Offa laughed angrily, "It's really a Christmas miracle. Countless brave Saxon warriors were defeated by a woman..."

"Cough, um."

Offa wanted to continue talking, but was interrupted by Higbert's cough. He shifted his gaze and found that it was Higbert: "Higbert, my brother, may God bless you. What news have I brought?"

"A good news and a bad news." Bishop Higbert stepped forward and walked to the table, "Which one do you want to hear first?"

Offa said, "Let's start with the good news. I need good news to suppress my sinful rage."

"Okay, Your Majesty the King." Unfolding the letter in his hand, Higbert handed it to Offa: "The good news is that those Vikings suddenly retreated in a hurry for some reason."

Offa, who was still reading the letter, suddenly raised his head: "When?"

Bishop Higbert said: "We discovered it three days ago, but we don't know exactly when it started. After all, we don't even know the exact number of them. It's just that there are more and more ships going to sea. There are fewer and fewer looting deeds."

Brittrick, King of Wessex, asked, "What about the bad news?"

Higbert smiled wryly: "The bad news is that they didn't go back together, but went back in batches little by little, and they had too many trophies.

In all they have taken from our lands more than five thousand solidas of gold, and countless scriptures from Roman times to the present, and they demand a ransom from us, or these pagans will burn these precious scriptures.

Now the sea is full of their cargo ships. Sometimes they will escort the cargo ships out to sea and then come back, but the total number is definitely decreasing. "

Brittrick stood up: "Good opportunity, they are fixed in one place now, can we attack them now?"

Higbert smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid it will be difficult, Your Highness, they are very fast, and they all hired other people's cargo ships to transport the goods, and their own ships did not have much wear and tear."

"Other people's boat." Offa felt the blood vessels in his forehead beating, and he had a premonition, "Is it those nasty Hamburgers who deliver the cargo?"

"Do not."

Offa breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's not just them." Higbert read to the letter, "There are also Frisians, Franks, Bretons, and of course, the Hamburgers are among them, and they took them away at a very low price. The value of wool is nearly [-] Solidar, and for this reason, those pirates went out of their way to plunder many territories and manors rich in wool.”

The hall was quiet for a moment, and then, a loud roar came from the hall, echoing over the castle.

"The son of a bitch Siris heresy!"

Chapter 374 Feng Sen: That's not what I meant, it's all rumors!

In the embrace of the lush forest, the green grass is shady, a clear stream crookedly passes through the corner of the village, and the moss-covered stones along the bank are full of wildflowers.

The center of the village is a simple and sturdy wooden hall with a history of nearly a hundred years, but at this moment, what Thunder God Peron is holding is no longer the oak branch it used to be, but a cross.

On one side of the wood carving, a Villetti craftsman, holding a chisel, carved a robe that looks like a Hanfu or a toga for Peron.

There is an open meadow and a well around the church, where villagers hold celebrations and gatherings.

Whenever something important happens, the villagers of Villetti will gather here to discuss the affairs of the village around an oak pillar representing the Slavic gods.

The sunlight passed through the branches, casting a mottled tree shadow on the ground. In front of the wooden well, five Villetti people were waiting nervously. They were wearing plain white robes and kneeling in front of the well.

Felix was wearing a white woolen robe, a black linen smock, and a hat made of white wool, so plain that it was hard to tell that he was a priest.

The only shiny silver object on his whole body is probably the one-meter-long cross in his hand.

The whole body of the cross is made of oak, only the front end is covered with iron, polished so that it shines.

In addition to religious purposes, this cross also has some other minor uses, because the Brenner area is not peaceful, and some people loyal to Dragovite have become robbers and come out to harass them from time to time.

At that time, Felix will use the cross in his hand to let the robber know how powerful the conversion effect of the cross is.

The young priest walked slowly towards the front of the church, and the believers watched him silently. Standing in front of the baptismal pool, he took out a small bowl filled with clear holy water.

He gently put his hand into the bowl, and the water drops slipped from between his fingers and sprinkled on the foreheads of the believers.

"The holy water symbolizes the kindness and mercy of God, wets your foreheads, slides over your skin, and cleanses your body and soul.

Let the water of baptism take away your burdens and past mistakes, and restore your souls to freedom and harmony. You will enter a new path, upholding the principles of faith, guarding truth and love.

In the light of this Heavenly Father, you will be brothers and sisters, supporting each other and moving forward together.May His merciful hand protect you forever and lead you on the path of light. "

The five Villetti youths waited nervously for the holy water to flow over their cheeks, and then they prayed for the first time in front of Peron who had changed his clothes, led by Felix.

After the prayer was over, the five Villetti youths seemed to have been reborn, and they couldn't wait to walk up to Felix: "Is this all right? Can I go to be a righteous servant? Priest Felix."

According to the regulations, Dang Yicong does not need to look at beliefs, but there is also a chain of contempt within Yicong. Those who believe in the Heavenly Father are definitely better than those who believe in Odin, and they can speak in front of the chief officer.

Therefore, under the hint of Felix intentionally or unintentionally, in the nearby area, when young people from many villages go to participate in the Yi Cong, they often invite Felix to help them with baptism.

"Don't call me a priest, call me a priest." Felix brushed the heads of these people with a smile, "Have you memorized those little stories about the Sunday worship scriptures and saints?"

"Remember."

"What about the prayer?"

"I also remember clearly."

"Very good." Felix nodded, "Now you are part of the big family of the Heavenly Father, oh yes, if you want to be righteous, you'd better go to Tingen or Magdeburg, I can give you a ride."

"Thank you, priest."

Felix looked at the leaving Villetti young man with a satisfied smile on his face. During this period of time, with his efforts, Zhenhui finally agreed to let him carry out the missionary mission to the Villetti area.

And he finally got the chance to put into practice what had been discussed countless times in the Abbey of Worshiping the Father.

In fact, as Feng Sen and Zhenhui became more and more busy, the host of the Heavenly Father Monastery gradually became Felix. Not only did he vigorously absorb many former Saxon priests and Confucian scholars, he even recruited a Taoist priest with the help of Zhenhui.

Under the incubator of the Priory of Worshiping the Father, this sect has become more and more strange. It has not only the denial of the Trinity of the Arians, but also the Saxon's need to believe in the old gods, and it also contains Confucianism's thoughts on loyalty and filial piety.

Even many former staunch conservative priests secretly read their pamphlets under the persuasive persuasion of these people.

Felix could sense that he would be a new Peter.

"Father Felix."

An old voice came, and Felix turned around and saw the most respected old priest who had been around Dragovit, Warlock Bolanovic.

At this moment, under the supervision of two Saxon bannermen, they are watching his actions with smiles.

"It's a pleasure to see you again, Priest Bolanovich."

Felix used to be Bolanovic's teacher, teaching him everything about the Heavenly Father's Cult. As for what sect of the Heavenly Father's Cult, I don't know.

"Are you interested in walking with me? I happen to have some doctrinal questions I want to ask you."

"Of course." Felix made a gesture of invitation.

"You told me before that the Duke of Feng Sen is the new savior of the heavenly father. I have never understood why you think so? I am not saying that he is unworthy, but I want to know that there are many people as powerful and outstanding as him. Why do you think that the Duke of Saxony is the so-called new savior? And there is no mention of this new savior in the Sun Worship Sutra."

"This, we can talk about it from two aspects." Felix explained as he walked along the creek, "First, in the Sun Salutations, our Holy Duke has already appeared, and the Sun Salutations The name given to him is Melchizedek, and he was the only ruler of Israel who was both priest and king.

In the records of Sun Worship, he has no beginning of life and no end of life, but is similar to the Son of God... a priest forever!Isn't this inconsistent with His Excellency the Holy Duke?

King David wrote a poem for the future king, in which he said that he would receive greater glory, power, and power than any human king before him: he would sit at the right hand of the Lord, and he would have the highest glory as the deputy and representative of God Most High.

Guess who is sitting at the right hand of the Father in the sun salutation?

The Heavenly Father was merciful to the world and allowed Isaiah to come down to earth. Since Melchizedek is similar to Isaiah, why couldn't the Heavenly Father let Melchizedek go down to earth? "

"But how can you be sure that he is Melchizedek?"

"Countless people have witnessed - his wound healed before the blood flowed out, treasures appeared out of thin air in his warehouse, and people from Siris suddenly appeared on the ground and came to him. You must know that it is thousands of miles away."

Felix closed his eyes and said intoxicatedly: "Do you know? I interviewed most of them, and they all had the experience of death, and some even witnessed their own headless body, but do you know? In the blink of an eye, they appeared thousands of miles away without any injuries. Do you dare to say that this is not the mighty power of the Heavenly Father?"

"This, this is impossible..."

"It's possible." Felix laughed, "These Serisians are not so much Serisians as they are warriors carefully selected by the Heavenly Father from the Kingdom of Heaven to save the fallen and chaotic world.